The Apple With a Bruise

Bars on the window taking diazepam
Doing all day at the sanitarium
All the marbles flung out of my head
Scattered them when you left my doctor said
I get ahold of a sharp edge and they stick me with something
You can look in my eyes and you'll see nothing
They say one day I'll get over youuuuuu
I hope for my sake it's someday soooon
I am just the Apple with a bruise
You can throw me out or turn me into juice



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Writer(s): Zach Joseph Martinak
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